The heating pad underneath my back was lulling me into the MOST delicious sleep, I was just passing from 'doze' to 'snooze'. Somewhere far, far away there was a HUGE 'boom'. I went slowly from 'snooze' to 'doze' and then the realization that the boom was REAL ripped me up off the mattress. I looked around the room in a daze, wondering ifI really heard what I thought I heard. I looked at my Mother, blind, old and dying but not old and dying enough to notice her surroundings in a way that indicates she can really see..... spooky..... but I digress, She was also sitting up looking (looking?) around, and the cat was making haste to hide. So the sound was real. End of story. Really, end of story! I never figured out what exploded or who was on my front porch shooting! The cat crept out of hiding, our hearts went back to normal and sleep stole in again.

This is my life right now, baby-sit an old parent dying of cancer, try to catch a snatch of sleep, and listen to weird sounds I can't identify... Cook food that doesn't get eaten, or sometimes puked back up. No, I'm not a bad cook! My life 6 months ago was trucking across country with a load of goods that are often left on the shelf now as nobody can afford to buy things. I sat in a seat for hours on end, in that truck, I sit for hours on end on a seat in my livingroom now. Maybe I should add a steering wheel to the recliner....

Oh, it gets exciting now and then, we almost ran over the cat with the wheel chair, Mom's pants fell down to her ankles when she stood up, and we have lost a pair of underwear in a tiny bathroom. Gotta take a laugh when it comes!